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.Lala shaded her sensitive eyes as newly licensed drivers screeched into the first heat wave of summer.She shivered.Why couldn’t the weather warm her the way Clawd Wolf did?The Chic Freaks—Lala’s proud nickname for Cleo, Frankie, Clawdeen, Blue, and herself—charged across the gum-spotted asphalt, not the least bit tempted by the end-of-day gossip or senior flirt sessions.Instead, their sunglass-covered eyes were fixed on Lala’s Escalade.And she was running out of ways to stall them.“Quit walking like a bludger!” Blue called over her shoulder.“My scales are crisping.”“My bolts are burning.” (Frankie.)“My fur is singeing.” (Clawdeen.)“Tan lines!” Cleo said, shielding her exposed shoulders under Clawdeen’s thick auburn hair.“I need to get strapless before I turn all tic-tac-toe-y.”Lala slowed even more.“Do you need parasols?” she asked, twirling the pink stem of the one in her hand.“I have a bunch in my locker.How ’bout I run back and—”“Just put some go-go juice in your boots, will ya?” Clawdeen barked, doubling back to yank Lala forward.“Frankie’s pool.Remember?”Of course she remembered.They’d told her the instant they found her in the corner spooning with her space heater during the assembly.She wasn’t stupid; she was in love.And leaving school without a kiss from Clawd felt like losing a purse and not being allowed to look for it.But try explaining that to his I-still-can’t-believe-you-think-he’s-cute sister.Blue peeled back her sleeve and checked her pink G-Shock watch.“It hasn’t rained in two hundred eleven hours.This town is as dry as the outback,” she said.“If I get on the Balance Board, I’m gonna put pool lanes in the halls and swim to my classes.”Frankie whipped off her studded sunglasses.“You signed up for that?”Cleo snickered, as if remembering a joke.“So did I.” Clawdeen lifted her auburn curls off her fur-lined neck and fanned.“If I get on, I’m hiring a groomer.”“I’m going to cover the walls with mirrors,” Cleo announced.“What do mirrors have to do with being a mummy?” Frankie asked.“Nothing,” Cleo replied with a smirk.“I just like looking at myself.”The Chic Freaks cracked up as they teetered in their platforms toward the Escalade.A mint-green Vespa zipped by, and Frankie blew a kiss in its direction.“Want that!” she shouted over the buzzing motor.And then she turned to Lala.“Looks like we’re the only ones who didn’t sign up for that board thingy.”Cleo giggled again.“I signed up,” Lala said, aware of how odd that remark must sound coming from her.She was hardly one to shy away from activism, but animal rescue and preservation had always been her thing, and that cause kept her busy outside of school.“Plenty of people are looking out for us, but who’s looking out for them?” she liked to say when someone asked her to volunteer for something school-related.No one even bothered to ask anymore.“I thought rescue-animal makeovers were your latest obsession,” Clawdeen said.“Yeah, what happened to beastiesB4besties?” Cleo teased, recalling Lala’s old e-mail address.“I did this for a beast,” she explained.“Well, more like a bat.”“The old fella?” Blue asked, scratching her arms.Fine iridescent dust fell to the hot pavement.Lala nodded, knowing Blue was referring to the big D, Lala’s dad.“He thinks my leadership skills are suffering because I don’t participate in school activities.”“Why does a pet aesthetician need leadership skills?” Frankie asked.Lala lowered the pink ruffled parasol in front of her face.“He claims I won’t get into a good college unless I prove my devotion to Merston.”“Got it!” Blue said, raising her finger.“How ’bout we find you a lovable little bluey and name him Merston?”They burst out laughing again.“What?” Clawdeen called, glancing back at the school.Across the grassy lawn, out of earshot for non-canines, Clawd was saying something to her.“What?” she asked again, this time in annoyance.Then, with a sigh, “Fine, but hurry up.”He fist-bumped his buddies and shuffled toward the parking lot with the enthusiasm of someone going to the principal’s office.No waves, no smiles, no eye contact.No acknowledgment whatsoever that he even knew Lala.Clawd put the cool in school, at least when the boys were around.Still, her insides began to rev.Clawd always managed to kick up her cardio.“What did he say?” Lala asked.“Ask him,” Clawdeen huffed.“He’s coming to see you, not me.”“He said that?” Lala asked.“In front of the guys?”“ ’Course not,” Clawdeen answered.“He said he had to get his football stuff from the car.But we know what that really means.”Yay!Lala tossed her VEGAN PRINCESS key chain through the air to Clawdeen, who caught it like a bouquet.“Don’t even think of turning on the AC,” she shouted as the other girls ran for the Escalade [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]